MS Subbulakshmi-Ashtapadi-Priye Charuseele-Mukhari-Jumpa-Jayadeva

Sl. atrAntarE masruNa rOshavaSA daseema
niSvAsa nissaha mukheem sumukhee mupEtya
savreeDa meekshita sakhee vadanAm dinAntE
sAnanda gadgada padam hari rityuvAcha || Radha was very angry with Krishna. She was sighing heavily and gazing sadly at her friend's face in the evening. Then Sri Krishna came to Radha happily but faltered while talking.
C 1 vadasi yadi kinchidapi danta ruchi kaumudee
harati dara timira mati ghOram
sphuradadhara SeedhavE tava vadana chandramA
rOchayatu lOchana chakOram
priyE chAru SeelE priyE chAru SeelE
muncha mayi noona manidAnam
sapadi madanAnalO dahati mama mAnasam
dEhi mukha kamala madhupAnam || Oh dear Radha, your character is lovable. Please don't be angry with me for nothing. Manmadha is burning my heart .Show me your lotus-like face. Even a few words by you radiate light from your beautiful teeth. That light eradicates my fear which is like utter darkness. Oh Radha, I crave for the nectar of your kiss like a 'chakora' bird.
C 2 satyamEvAsi yadi sudati mayi kOpinee
dEhi khara nakha Sara ghAtam
ghaTaya bhuja bandhanam janaya rada khanDanam
yEna vA bhavati sukha jAtam||priyE || Oh Radha, your teeth are attractive. If you are angry with me, hit me with your sharp nails or tie my arms tightly or make dents on me with your teeth. Please do whatever that makes you happy.
C 3 tvamasi mama bhushaNam tvamasi mama jeevanam
tvamasi mama bhava jaladhi ratnam
bhavatu bhavateeha mai satata manurOdhinee
tatra mama hrudaya mati yatnam||priyE || Oh Radha, you are my jewel. You are my life. You are like a gem for me. I bow to you. My heart yearns for you.
C 4 neela naLinAbha mapi tanvi tava lOchanam
dhArayati kOkanAda roopam
kusuma Sara bANa bhAvEna yadi ranjayasi
krishna mida mEta danu roopam||priyE || Your eyes are like blue-lotus but they turned like red lotus. Your glances are like Cupid's arrows. I'll also become red like you. That will be really beautiful.
C 5 sphuratu kucha kumbhayO rupari maNi manjaree
ranjayatu tava hrudaya dESam
rasatu raSanApi tava ghana jaghana manDalE
ghOshayatu manmadha nidESam||priyE || Let the set of gems on your pot-like breasts shine and beautify you. Let the waist band on your loins echo Cupid's commands.
C 6 sthala kamala ganjanam mama hrudaya ranjanam
janita rati ranga para bhAgam
bhaNa maSruNa vANi kara vANi charaNa dvayam
sarasa sadalaktaka sarAgam||priyE || Your talk is sweet and gentle. Please speak. Your feet humble the beauty of red-lotus. They delight my heart . Let me decorate them with saffron dye.
C 7 smara garaLa khanDanam mama Sirasi manDanam
dEhi pada pallava mudAram
jvalati mayi dAruNo madana kadanAnalO
haratu tadupAhita vikAram||priyE || Oh Radha, very touch of your tender feet repels Cupid's wicked attacks. Please pacify my fire of love by keeping your lotus-like feet on my head.
C 8 iti chaTula chATu paTu chAru muravairinO
rAdhikA madi vachana jAtam
jayati jayadEva kavi bhAratee bhushitam
mAninee jana janita SAtam||priyE || Poet Jayadeva describes the sweet words of Radha and Krishna beautifully. The song generates immense happiness in modest women.